. Bret Harte's choice bits [electronic resource]. the resurrection whown rather in sym-bols, and only the love taught in His new com-mandment left for the graphic touch. But theymanage these things better in France. During my purposeless ramble the sun has beensteadily climbing the brown wall of the church,and the air seems to grow cold and raw. Thebright green dies out of the grass, and the rich THE MISSION DOLORES. *39 bronze comes down from the wall. The willow-tree seems half inclined to doff its plumes, andwears the dejected air of a broken faith and violatedtrust. The spice of the immort
. Bret Harte's choice bits [electronic resource]. the resurrection whown rather in sym-bols, and only the love taught in His new com-mandment left for the graphic touch. But theymanage these things better in France. During my purposeless ramble the sun has beensteadily climbing the brown wall of the church,and the air seems to grow cold and raw. Thebright green dies out of the grass, and the rich THE MISSION DOLORES. *39 bronze comes down from the wall. The willow-tree seems half inclined to doff its plumes, andwears the dejected air of a broken faith and violatedtrust. The spice of the immortelles mixes withthe incense that steals through the open , the barbaric gilt and crimson look coldand cheap in this searching air; by this light thechurch certainly is old and ugly. I cannot helpwondering whether the old Fathers, if they everrevisit the scene of their former labours, in theirlarger compr bensions, view with regret the impend-ing change, or mourn over the day when theMission Dolores shall appropriately come to JOHN CHINAMAN.
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